“… Oh, this?”

You were questioning Ivan about the large bandage wrapped around his head. Ivan was organising shelves of unwanted items in the basement, and asked you to come with him to keep him company.

“It’s my master’s doing.”

He looked at you with eyes of admiration upon the mention of his master. You were just intrigued to ask Ivan to break the tension, but you feel like he’s going to go on and on about his master.